The God of Wealth: The growth journey of the poor white rich beauty

"Mom, who is this? What were you doing just now? I heard some students brought you food."

The dormitory manager had just returned to the room and picked up her phone when she heard her daughter asking on the other end of the phone.

The aunt placed the things Song Tang had just brought her steadily on the table, and then continued to talk to her daughter via video.

"Yes, she's a freshman this year, and she's very pretty."

The dormitory manager looked at her daughter on the other side of the video with a look of nostalgia on her face.

"You don't know, I can't even describe her looks. Anyway, think about it, I've been a girls' dormitory manager for so many years, and I've never seen anyone prettier than her."

"Is that really that exaggerated?" the woman opposite teased her mother with a smile. "When you put it that way, I want to go and see it."

"When have I ever lied to you?" The aunt glared at her daughter in disapproval. "This girl is not only pretty, but also very rich and polite."

"Every time I come back from outside, as long as I bring food, I will definitely come to our gatehouse to look. Your Aunt Zhao and I have eaten a lot of food sent by the maid."

Hearing her mother say this, the woman opposite was a little surprised, because she herself had rarely brought food to her mother.

She knew that Aunt Zhao was another dormitory manager who lived with her mother.

Before she could say anything, she heard her mother continue to say, "Besides, every time this girl brings something, we have never seen it before. They are all rare things. Otherwise, they say that rich people usually eat and use the best things."

"One time, she passed by and left us a box of colorful cookies. It looked so pretty. Your Aunt Zhao's son happened to be visiting her and checked online to find out that those cookies cost dozens of yuan each."

After hearing her mother's description of Song Tang, the woman opposite became even more curious.

"Mom, take a look at what she gave you just now? Oh, I'm so curious."

"You keep bothering me day after day. When will you ever let me stop worrying?" The dormitory manager glared at her daughter unhappily, but still listened to her and prepared to open the bag to take a look.

"The girl said that the aunt at home made these dumplings, stuffed with mutton and shallots, and some fruit."

"You know what, I've eaten her aunt's cooking a few times, and her cooking skills are really top-notch. She's really got some skills to be able to cook in a young lady's house like this."

The aunt opened the bag of buns and put it aside, but was stopped by her daughter.

"Mom, hurry up and eat those mutton and scallion buns. If they get cold, the mutton won't taste good."

"Let me tell you, I once had this mutton and scallion bun on a business trip to Meng Province. In one word, it was absolutely amazing."

After hearing what her daughter said, the dormitory manager stopped her hand from taking out the fruit bag and picked up a still warm bun.

One bite and your mouth is filled with soup, with a strong meaty aroma and a slight onion fragrance.

"Hey, you know what, it's really different from ordinary buns. It's delicious and quite unique."

While talking, the aunt finished a bun in two bites, which made the girl opposite her envious.

Seeing her daughter's character, the aunt smiled and said to her, "Come on, stop being greedy. You're so far away, you can't eat it even if you want to."

"The girl gave us six, apparently based on how much your Aunt Zhao and I eat. I'll have to leave three for your Aunt Zhao to heat up when she comes."

After saying that, he ignored his daughter and opened another bag of fruit.

She took out the biggest one at once. The dormitory manager looked at the small melon in her hand with a puzzled look on her face.

"Why is this thing so small? It hasn't grown up yet, has it? But it smells pretty good."

The dormitory manager held the small melon and said to her daughter.

The woman on the other side of the video was dumbfounded the first time her mother took out the small melon. Is there anyone who would give this thing as a gift?

But it's just my guess, so I still have to take a closer look to confirm what I just saw.

"Mom, don't move. Bring that little melon closer so I can take a good look. There's something wrong with it."

After hearing her daughter say this, the aunt quickly placed her phone against the water cup, then held the small melon in both hands and moved it close to the camera.

"Oh my god, it's true?" The woman who saw the details of the melon exclaimed, scaring the dormitory manager so much that her hands trembled and she almost threw the melon away.

"Mom, mom, please hold it tight." The woman shouted twice quickly. She was really afraid that her mother would accidentally drop the melon.

"You silly kid, why are you shouting? You scared me to death." The dormitory manager put the little melon on the table and gently stroked her chest.

"Mom, do you know how much this little melon costs?" The woman opposite suddenly leaned close to the camera and whispered mysteriously.

"How much money can a little girl have?" The dormitory manager still complained that her daughter had frightened her just now.

"Hold on tight, don't shake! This little melon is imported from Shizuoka. Just this tiny one in your hand costs 1,300 or 1,400 yuan!"

"You're not trying to scare your mother, are you?" The dorm aunt shuddered and looked at the small melon on the table in disbelief. "Is that it? Over a thousand dollars for one?"

"Is the rind of this melon made of gold, or are the melon seeds made of gold?"

Seeing that her mother was still a little skeptical, the woman opposite her started to explain again: "Once we accompanied the company leader to a high-end supermarket to choose gifts for a big client."

"We saw this Shizuoka honeydew melon and were shocked when we saw the price."

"It's the first time I know a small honeydew melon can be sold for such a high price. Even our leader was reluctant to buy it in the end."

The daughter of the dorm manager tutted her tongue, "I never thought that a student would give you something that even our leaders wouldn't eat."

As they talked, the woman began to feel jealous of her own mother.

Before she could say anything else, she saw her mother take out another identical one from the bag.

Well, even this kind of thing is given in double quantity, Aunt Zhao also has one.

"Now I believe it. The girl living in your building is really rich. And she's not just rich."

After being shocked, the dormitory manager began to feel a little inexplicably proud.

She held the two little girls in her hands and looked at her daughter in the video.

"So, you envy me, right? There's no point in being envious, you can't eat it. Haha, I'm happy just thinking about being able to eat a melon worth over a thousand yuan by myself."

Looking at her mother's smug look, the woman was speechless.

My goodness, it’s just that I haven’t visited you for a long time. What’s the big deal? It’s even irritating me.

There's nothing I can do. We're not in the same city. The company's projects are so tight lately that I don't have time to go back to Kyoto. I still have time to video chat now.

After the dormitory manager took out all the other fruits from the bag, the numb woman told her mother the prices of each fruit.

Then gradually, the dormitory manager became numb and nothing was cheap anymore, often costing dozens or hundreds of dollars.

Now, the dormitory manager's eldest daughter was really jealous and was not pretending.